"Mrs. Lu, don't worry. Miss Zhang is all right. She simply has hypoglycemia, so she is a little frail. Be mindful not to stimulate her after she wakes up. A good mood will be helpful for her," the doctor advised.
Melissa continued asking nervously, "How can it be? She is always as fit as a fiddle. How come she has hypoglycemia now?"
"Well..." Hesitant, the doctor added, "It's probably because of her irregular lifestyle. If she doesn't eat or sleep regularly, she will have hypoglycemia. Moreover, excessive fatigue could also lead to poor health."
After their conversation, the doctor left with the nurses, while Leila went inside the patient's room.
Melissa felt so sad for Leila that her body suddenly went limp. Luckily Charles caught her before she fell on the floor.
"It's all my fault! I know Leila is a poor girl who has no family, but I still drove her away. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have suffered so much. She doesn't deserve this!" Melissa sobbed, tears continuously streaming down her cheeks.
Melissa had been with Leila all the time and hadn't eaten anything, so she was pretty weak now.
Seeing that Melissa might pass out any time, Charles held her to sit in the patient's room, and urged her to do some checkups. To his relief, she was all right except for some excessive shock. The doctor assured him that Melissa would recover after some good rest.
"I need to stay with Leila. The doctor said I'm all right anyway," Melissa pleaded with Charles, wearing a hospital gown.
Charles had no choice but to walk Melissa to Leila's room. When they opened the door, they saw the nurse changing fresh dressing for Leila's wound.
"She won't wake up anytime soon. What's more, the patient needs some rest. Please don't stay here too long as you will disturb her," the nurse said. Taking a glance at Melissa, who was also dressed in a hospital gown, the nurse added, "You're also a patient. Make sure that you rest well enough."
"Yes, we'll keep that in mind. Thank you!" Charles said politely. After the nurse left, Charles and Melissa sat on the side of Leila's bed.
Leila's face was as white as a sheet, which made Charles feel sick at heart. He wasn't sad for her, of course, but he felt a bit guilty.
"Look how thin Leila is, poor girl! She wasn't this slim two days ago when I met her," Melissa sadly commented, sounding like she was about to cry again.
Charles heaved a deep sigh and then comforted Melissa, "Mom, don't cry. You're overreacting. Anyway, Leila is all right now, isn't she?" Charles wanted his mother to understand that it was useless to cry. Moreover, Leila wasn't in danger anymore.
"Of course I know she is all right. But I still can't help it! I owe her!" Melissa explained.
Not knowing how to make his mother feel better, Charles gave up.
He waited in the room with Melissa for hours. And when she finally got tired, Charles walked her back to her own room.
Charles stayed with Melissa until she fell asleep. It was already very late at night. Thinking that Sheryl might also be asleep then, he decided not to call her. He stayed at the hospital the entire night in case Melissa needed him.
Early the next morning, Melissa woke him up.
He didn't have a good night's sleep, so he felt very tired and his eyes hurt.
"Mom, why did you get up so early?" he asked sleepily.
"I need to go to Leila's room now!" Melissa replied, walking out of her room. Charles had no choice but to get up and follow her.
As soon as he stepped out, he met Cassie at the corridor. Charles suddenly remembered that Cassie worked at this hospital.
"Mr. Lu?" Cassie exclaimed in amazement when she saw Charles. 'Is Sher in hospital again? What could've happened to her?' she wondered.
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